T'was the night before classes and all through the house
Everyone was stirring even the mouse.
The backpacks were sitting by the door with care,
in hopes that the first day would not be there.
The freshman were nestled all snug in their dorms,
while nightmares of classes continued to form.
Roommate in her PJs and I in my robe
had decided to stay in to prepare for the morn.
When in the front yard arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the couch to see what was the matter.
Away to the front door I flew like a flash,
threw open the screen door and heard another crash.
The friend on the other side of the freshly-painted door
seemed to not care about the classes in the morn.
When then to my wondering ears did I hear,
her asking me to go out with her somewhere near.
With a genuine smile and personality so lively and quick,
I knew if I said yes then tomorrow I would be sick.
More rapid than cheetahs she begged on her knee,
"Please, please won't you come out with me.
Now Crystal, now Courtside, now Red Brick and Pawpurrs!
Stephens and Cat's Eye and Pigskin and others!
To the top of Court Street, to the top of Mill,
now let's go chill, let's chill, let's chill."
I knew if I said no she would begin to cry,
but she was my friend and I could not lie.
So then I began to explain what I would do,
"I can't, don't you understand there are classes to go to."
And then in a twinkling I knew what to say,
I would remind her of the classes she to go to the next day.
As I turned around and closed the door,
she knocked again once more.
She was all dressed up and ready to go,
although I repeatedly told her no.
A bundle of books were sitting in a stack,
so I turned away to put them in my backpack.
My pencils, how sharp. My notebooks, how new.
My folders were all different colors that ranged from red to blue.
My highlighters were all bright like a light that would glow
and my papers were all as white as snow.
The stress of tomorrow held tight in my mind,
the peace and serenity I just could not find.
There was a knot in my chest and anxiety in my head,
all I could think of was going to bed.
As I turned off the light and sat under the covers
I thought about something I recently discovered.
College is much more than just classes that are a bore,
there are memories to be made with friends you adore.
Then in that moment I arose from my bed
and told my friend I would meet her outside in ten.
As I got ready to leave I exclaimed with might,
"Happy new school year to all and to all a goodnight".